Login with:

Facebook

Twitter

Tumblr

Google

Yahoo

Aol.

Mibba

Your info will not be visible on the site. After logging in for the first time you'll be able to choose your display name.

Trouble!

6

He pushes me down to my elbows and my breasts pool on the table top. Then, he takes a firm grip on my waist and holds my gaze in the mirror. I think we’re OK? Then, he kicks my legs further apart and I take a deep breath.

I feel him draw out slightly, he looks down to watch. Then he eases back into me, taking things further, pulling me back against him, forcing himself as deep as he can go. I cry out, but he doesn’t look up. “Just let me try’” he says drawing his length out before sliding back into me the whole way. This time I gasp, but I’m growing used to him. Again he slides out the whole way, then back in, slowly. He keeps going with this rhythm and it starts to feel good, just on the boarder of being too much for me, I groan, he quickens his pace.

I think he's going to come quickly as he speeds up; but he just keeps going. I gasp again and grip the edge of the table. Now he’s pounding into me; and without meaning to, I scream. He stops but doesn't withdraw. Instead, he goes back to the slow and deep rhythm of before. I grip him inside and we both moan with pleasure.

After a while he releases my waist and I feel him caress my ass again. He carries on moving inside me as his hands stroke across me. His thumb begins to work towards the centre, finding my entrance, massaging it gently. “I catch his eye in the mirror. “No way!” I say, genuinely frightened this time. He smiles, “just let me try,” “I really don't know,” I say. I’ve never done this before and he’s so big! I’m still not sure as he withdraws from me and moves up. I feel his dick tease the tight opening.

“No!” I cry as he slips a small way inside. I try to pull away and he grips my waist, just like before. Not looking at me, he carries on slowly easing his way in until his hips touch mine. By now I’m gasping and whimpering, my cheeks flushed with shock. He eases me up by the shoulders and cradles me to his chest, kissing and caressing me gently. He watches me in the mirror, gauging my reaction.

At this point, I realise he would let me push him away if I really wanted to but…he’s so tender and loving in that moment that I give in, surrender to him. To this. He senses my acceptance and moans into my hair, “thank you, thank you.” With one last kiss, he pushes me down to the table again.

As he grips me tightly to steady himself, I hold his gaze. “Trust me,” he says. I close my eyes now, I don't want to see it. If he pounds into me now, I’ll die I know I will…

…but he doesn’t. Instead he slides all the way out and all the way in, just like before. It’s a slow but relentless rhythm that touches every part of me. We stay locked together like this for a long time. I have no choice now but to fully absorb him, hand myself over completely. I look in the mirror, this beautiful boy, eyes closed, completely immersed in the movement.

I feel like he’s been inside me forever and I’m coming to the end my endurance. He opens his eyes and watches me carefully as the strokes continue. Finally, when he sees I can’t take any more, he withdraws.

I turn quickly, to protect myself and he hugs me in, soothing me with tender word and kisses. I can’t do anything but cling to him until I’ve calmed myself again. Then…“can I finish?” he asks quietly and I realise he’s not even come yet! I notice a large sofa behind us. I need to control this, or he will! “My turn,” I say leading him to it.

I get him to lay lengthways and pull off his jeans. I drop my skirt and step out, letting his eyes linger on my body for a moment. I straddle him as elegantly as possible and draw him home, where I’m wet and ready for him. I can handle it now and begin to ride him, amazed by how incredible he feels. He’s laid out in front of me, watching my body, his breath coming quickly. As he reaches for my hips I stop him. “My turn!” I say with admonishment and wave his belt suggestively. He grins and lets me bind his wrists to the sofa.

It’s about now I realise how impressed I am with myself! This is clearly a dream but please God let me not wake up now! He’s watches me intently with those green eyes and I never want this to end. We ride together, deeply entwined, tasting each others lips.

Notes

Filthy dirty! just to warn you ;)

Comments

Oh and XXXX is exactly what you think it is! just warning you...

Hi! This is my first story! Please give me a rate and vote! lots more ideas in the tank ;) x